At the beginning of the summer vacation, Fang Jie took a break from maternity leave, and she came back from the graduating class to replace her.

The next morning, when the national flag was raised, I simply had breakfast and walked to the teaching building early when I heard people's laughter.

When I opened the door, I found two more desks. Teacher Youcheng sat on a stool and smoked slowly, talking to a young woman next to him, as if she had just been transferred.

"Mo Daojun is early, he has his own early line, I hope that in the future, Mr. Wu will give more advice, and I will be fortunate to hear about the three lives. ”

Hearing the laughter, he held the right hand of Mr. Wu, the head of the Chinese group, with both hands and joked with him.

"Don't you dislike it?" Youcheng stood up, and the trembling torrent reached his left hand, and the soot fell.

"Are all the students in your class here?" he asked.

"Haven't been to the classroom yet. Wu Youcheng said that in fact, he had been there dozens of times, and he had counted the students hundreds of times.

"Why do you still have a female secretary?"

"Teacher Wenren, my name is Ye Yu, and I was just assigned after graduation. Ye Yu smiled stiffly, and finally interjected.

"Where did you graduate?"

"English Department of Xijing Normal University!"

"I am also from Xijing Normal University, Chinese Department. ”

Only then did he look at Ye Yu: the handsome student's face was very quiet, Liu Ye's eyebrows were particularly eye-catching, he was neither tall nor short, and his tight cow pants looked even slimmer.

"The eaglet that doesn't fly knows the pressure of the wind until it takes off. He thought to himself.

"Great, we are alumni, I really didn't expect to take care of it more in the future, Wenren teacher. Ye Yu said politely, "Our school's Chinese department is famous, and the "Chinese Journal" is doing well?"

He nodded, and had the heart to tell her that he used to be the poetry editor-in-chief of Xijing Normal University, and stopped again.

The bell rang, and the students walked towards the front of the teaching building like a tide, and the flag-raising ceremony of ** was about to begin, and he walked out of the office with Mr. Wu.

What a spectacular scene!

The principals, who are rarely seen on weekdays, have come out, the directors of the political and educational offices and the logistics office have come out, and the teachers who are pure-hearted and dedicated to the work of "holding a heart and not taking half a straw" have come out.

The naughty students on weekdays are no longer playing, and a few lazy cats who are afraid of running and exercising also stand upright in front of the flagpole.

The school's doorman stood and stared from afar, and even the passing cook stopped and looked at the dear flag.

There was silence in front of the teaching building, and the national flag bearer solemnly held the national flag above his head, and the bright red color fluttered in the wind, gathering the eyes of more than 3,000 students.

What a team this is, from the east of the building to the west of the building, from the front of the building to the front of the flower pond at the school gate, rows and rows of neat stands, without the order of the physical education teacher, without the reprimand of the head teacher, but spontaneously, with their own fiery heart to maintain this piece of peace.

If, during the war years, they would have formed several regiments and battalions? There would have been many strategists who had strategized and won a decisive victory thousands of miles away; there would have been many generals who commanded the battle of all armies with swords and swords; and there would have been many heroes who shook the world and wept ghosts and gods.

He thought that in short, they were the pillars of the motherland and the hope of the motherland.

The majestic national anthem was played, the red flag was rising, and all eyes were rising with the red flag.

It was as if he heard his heart beating, and the blazing fireball burned with the surging of the national anthem, and he seemed to hear the blood breathing, and the bright red patriotic feelings were surging, like red magma rushing and rushing underground.

His thoughts fluctuated, as if he had heard the waving arms and shouts of many heroes and heroes in the heroic national anthem, and as if he had seen the vigorous shadows of many heroic martyrs in the dazzling red flag.

"Flag, you are my pride, you are my pride!" He couldn't control his emotions, tears rolling in his eyes.

After the meeting ended, he went to Principal Rong's office to ask for leave, explaining the reason, and the smile of Rong's teacher was the most satisfactory answer, and the principal sent Wenren out of the house, and he was so excited that he shed tears again.

Like a dragonfly dotting on the surface of the water, the ripples spread out, and the sensitive heart can't stand a trace of warmth.

Take the catkins and Wen Tianhao, walk out of the school gate and turn west, but a hundred meters is the T-junction, and then turn north, and set off towards Hongcun, which is about fifteen miles away from here.

The summer sun came the fastest, and the dawn climbed into the sky, shining on the land of July, and the heat had not yet come up, but the summer cicada had already sung its own "Zhizhi Song":

Knowing and knowing and knowing, knowing and knowing today. Where will I go tomorrow?

"Teacher Wenren, your eye circles are red?" Tianhao asked.

"Wind and sand, tears in the wind!"

In the eyes of the students, the teacher is the teacher, there is no ordinary human feelings, and as soon as you cry, they will make a fuss.

"Tianhao, what were you thinking when the flag was raised?" he asked.

"I want to study hard to get admitted to Peking University. ”

"Catkins, what about you?"

"I don't know, I want to sing!" said Liu Fu with a smile.

"What song?"

"The Red Flag and the National Anthem!"

"You sing?"

The catkins sighed and sang quietly.

Her song fluttered in the air, her slender figure swayed in the wind, and her water-like heart was like the coolness of spring, driving away the hiss of knowledge.

What a sentimental girl!

Under the singing of catkins, they will enter the red village unconsciously.

"Yang Yuelong's family is so rich?"

"Isn't it, his father is an entrepreneur, black and white!"

"How many BMWs does he have?"

"Teacher, you are stupid, that's Mercedes-Benz!" said Liu Fu coquettishly.

"Why do I look like it's a BMW?"

"BMW and Mercedes can't tell the difference. ”

"Most people are three-wheeled, few have cars, and people are Mercedes-Benz!" Wen Tianhao said quietly.

"I also have a BMW?"

"Where?"

"Isn't this?" Wen Ren pointed to the bicycle he was riding: "It is like the wind, fast as an arrow, a BMW!"

"You, teacher!" Liu Fu glared at him, his face flushed with a smile, like a spring flower in February.

Hearing a smile, he asked about the reason why Xiaoxu dropped out of school.

"She originally had a happy family. Mom is diligent and capable, Dad is helpful, and the villagers in the neighboring villages respond to every call.

Who knew that on the way home one day, he was hit by a car, the owner of the thief ran away, and the father of the vegetative person was admitted to the hospital, spending all his savings, and finally knocked on the door of heaven.

That day, his grandmother couldn't stand the blow and passed away. The mother fainted, and many people cried, some sent rice, some sent salt, and helped the family.

Mom didn't want to go, so she let Xiaoxu not go. ”

Liu Wu said softly, his eyes were red, and Wen Ren and Wen Hao lowered their heads.

"Did the criminal find it?"

"No, the police have already opened a case. ”

When I arrived at Hongcun, I turned a few corners, walked through a few alleys, and arrived at Xiaoxu's house.

A high open door wall with a broken fence can show the experience of wealth and decline, and the quiet courtyard is a little scattered, and the sound of babbling comes from the house from time to time.

A fifteen-year-old girl was studying by the door with a child in her arms, and her clothes were clearly out of proportion to her age.

"Xiaoxu!"

Liu Wu's shouts made her spot them, and Hong Xiaoxu turned around and walked towards the inner room.

"We miss you. Liu Wu said.

"Let's go to school. Teacher Wenren said.

"It's a pity not to blame!" Wen Hao said.

Xiaoxu didn't say anything, just hugged the child and squeaked and cried.

Time passed slowly, seeing that it was almost noon, she still didn't say a word, Wenren and Wen Hao went out, leaving Liu Fu to talk to her.

"We changed the head teacher. Liu Wu said.

"The male teacher?" Xiao Xu finally spoke.

"Oh, he's a good teacher. ”

"I can see that you have a strong sense of responsibility, how did you come here?"

"Ride a bike. ”

"Let's go to school!" said Liu Fu.

"It's good to be self-taught. ”

"It's different after all. ”

"No one picks up the child!"

"Carry the children to school and put them in the dormitory, and our sisters each receive a day. ”

Liu Wu teased the child while talking, the child looked at her and giggled, and Xiaoxu also "fluttered" and laughed.

Xiaoxu's mother came back, her hair was a little messy, wrinkles crawled up her young forehead prematurely, dressed in gray cloth, she saw their arrival, excited and overwhelmed:

"Their teacher, don't think my family is poor, I'll cook!"

"It doesn't matter, I want Xiaoxu to go to school?"

Listening to what he said, Xiaoxu's mother was embarrassed, and tears fell from her originally red and swollen eyes.

"After my daughter went to school, there was no one to pick up the child. ”

"Sent to her grandmother's house. ”

"Yes...... This is what my family looks like...... Can't afford ......" Xiaoxu's mother choked.

"I'll take care of the tuition fees. He guessed Xiaoxu's mother's thoughts.

"That'...... That's ok......"

"You can't delay your child's studies, and your child's grades are very good. ”

He was afraid that Xiaoxu's mother would regret it, so he hurriedly took out the report card and pointed to Xiaoxu, who was in third place.

"Girl, come out quickly, bow to the teacher, thank you, teacher. ”

Teacher Wenren's sincerity finally persuaded Xiaoxu's mother, and she stood and circled, not knowing what to say. Xiao Xu rushed out of the house, his demented eyes reflected the light of joy, bowed deeply, turned around, and ran to the house to pack his luggage.

The gentle catkins helped Xiaoxu to be busy, Xiaoxu's mother didn't say that they would leave after eating, they couldn't bear to see Xiaoxu's mother's expenses, and they also refused Liuxu's invitation, and went back and forth on the way home.

"Today I'm going to be the east!" On the dining table of the hotel, Wen Ren looked at Hong Xiaoxu's gobbling up food, the willow lady like covering her mouth, and the gentleman Tianhao eating quietly, so she was naturally very happy.

Teacher Wenren seemed to see the girls in the 201 dormitory making a fuss.

Ming Yuchan helped Xiaoxu make the bed, Pei Ruonan jumped happily, Nana hugged Xiaoxu tightly, Ji Lin cried excitedly, Liu Wu summed up the sentence "The teacher is so good", and several other clever ghosts were also active.